Meet Jensen McRae and 3 Other Artists on the Rise
They come from different coasts and countries, with sounds ranging from folk pop to hard-nosed rap to otherworldly electronics. And this year, they're all releasing new music, going on tour or both.
Jon Pareles, the chief pop music critic at The New York Times, spotlights four ascendant artists: Jensen McRae, J Noa, Oklou and Mei Semones.
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